A limp body hangs from the gallows, spinning slowly as she stares into the distance. She wonders how she got here, where her escape would be…who did this to her. She opens her eyes fully and notices a dark shadow lurking in her peripherals.

“Hello? Hello! Help ME! What am I doing here?!” She yelled to the shadow. The empty walls echoed the vibrations of her voice and the shadow finally came into the light. She picked up the file and smiled behind her mask, “Marisol…nice to see you again…”

“Again?! I’ve never been here…who are you?! Let me go!”

She drops her bag of weapons on the ground and slowly approaches, “Ah ah ah…you don’t make any commands here…you don’t ask questions…you don’t have any choices…”

“What?! Why are you doing this?!” She starts to cry loudly and the figure rolls her dark eyes, smacking her teeth at the noise.

“Please shut up. I’ll explain everything…” She grabs the syringe off the table and pokes her victim, injecting her with a numbing serum, “This will paralyze you for a little bit. I need to be able to move you without you flailing all over the place. That can be SUPER annoying…”

She tries to speak but her mouth is frozen, her body stiff. She moans out softly as the figure cuts her out of the ropes, letting her body drop to the ground before she picks her up and throws her to the table, “WHOOPS! My bad…Usually I have a partner but…He’s busy tonight…Men…am i right?”

Marisol’s body starts to bruise due to the skin hitting the hard, cold floor, which stimulates the figure like no other. She cuffs her to the table and then slaps Marisol as her body looks like it’s dozing, “Uh uh…no sleeping dammit! You’re gonna be up this whole time! You understand!” She makes her nod her head and laughs loudly, “Woo this is gonna be fun…ok let me get your file and explain to you why you’re here!” She gets the file and plops down to the ground as she reads,

“Marisol Cruz…24…female…” She checks her out and smiles, “Yup…female…came in last week for a suicide attempt…OH….let’s see what ya did!”

Marisol starts to move around and her mouth starts to loosen, “It—it was—-was a mistake!”

“Mistake? hmmm let’s read…Ok so you took a full prescription of Oxy with some wine…your boyfriend found you and then you got your stomach pumped. 72 hour watch and then you were released…well not really…I took you.”

She starts to cry again, whimpering under her breath, “Who—who are you?”

She grabs her hand and shakes it, “Call me Muerta..,”

“Muerta?”

“Yea…it’s better than Grim Reaper right?”

“What? I’m confused…”

“Yea it’s a street name. I work at the hospital. So what my partner and I do is take people from the hospitals…just random people we like…or one with materials we need…and we off them…but we do it slow. We want you to feel EVERYTHING…because why not go out like a champ!”

She tries to shake free from the restraints as Muerta laughed harder, “Girl…just no…stop please. I promise you when this is over, you’ll be thanking me…I mean you wanted to go anyways…what’s the issue?”

“Why do you want me? I can just go and I won’t tell anyone…”

“I don’t care who you tell, bitch you staying…besides the fact you tried to kill ya liver, everything else in your body is viable. We have some people at the hospital that can really make use of what you have…since you were gonna let them go anyways…”

“I wasn’t trying to kill myself!”

“Oh…fiesty…tell me anything sweetheart…actually tell me what happened…” She gets up and grabs her axe from the table and stands over her body, “Well..”

She starts to stammer over her words as she sees the blade of the axe over her body, “P-p-p-please….”

“Can you just tell the damn story before I get mad…”

“I was…really mad ok…and my boyfriend…he was being a jerk. I lost my job and he wasn’t there for me so…I got really drunk. And…I thought I just needed his attention…”

She shakes her head and starts to giggle, “Girl…that’s so dumb…see that’s what’s wrong with girls like you. Always need approval and consolement from your partner to get by…”

She drags the axe on her stomach and and laughs mechanically as she makes a slight cut, “Tell me what else you’ve done for attention…”

She yelps at the cold blade and looks up, “Please…I’m begging you…just let me go Muerta…” She digs the axe in deeper into her stomach and Marisol screams out in pain. She shakes her axe at her and yells louder, “TELL ME…WHAT ELSE YOU’VE DONE!”

Muerta goes back to the table and grabs some gloves and a cooler getting herself ready for surgery.

“You’re not going to give me anything for this pain?!”

“HAHA nope. Tell the story.”

She bites her lip, “He makes me really mad…a lot…I’ve keyed his car…”

“oooo! Bad girl.”

“I’ve smashed his headlights…”

“Oh wow…you crazy…” She grabs her scalpel and digs in deeper into her lower abdomen as she starts to cut out her lower intestine. She hums a tune as Marisol screams and cries, causing her to pause, “I’m going to gag you if you don’t stop.”

“This is torture! You can’t treat people like this!”

“Oh…but I can!” She grabs the syringe and ejects the serum again, paralyzing her body as she continued her work. She collected her small intestine, one of her kidneys, one of her lungs and her pancreas. She grabbed a staple gun and started to close up the orifices as her victim started to wake up. She cried harder as her body was getting weaker. She barely spoke above a whisper, “I—I’m dying…”

“I-I-I knowwwwww…”

She took the axe and cut random parts of her body, collecting blood in bags and then some for her own collection and personal use. As she stapled her legs and wrist she stared down and lifted her mask, showing her face. The victim tried to scream but was too tired, she knew her face. As Muerta smiled and walked back to her table, she grabbed her chainsaw and stood above the body, “I really…just wanna make you suffer more…but I really wanna end it now…” The blank stare from her victim started to piss her off, so she took the chainsaw to her face, cutting up her cheek a bit.

As Marisol grew weaker, Muerta transferred her to a ice bath, covered her up and left her to call her partner,

“Frank…”

“Yes? Is it done…”

“Yes…I have the organs for the hospital sir.”

“Good…who was the donor?” She grabs the file and reads, “Marisol Cruz.”

“You dumb whore…I told you Maria Cruz…this girl means nothing to me.”

“This is the fucking file that was left for me Frank! You need to hire better nurses that know what the fuck they’re doing!”

“Watch yourself bitch. You still do good work for me…well go get Maria.”

“I’m tired…”

“I don’t care.” He hangs up and she looks back at the body as she died. She sighs and goes to hang her up for Frank, “Well Marisol…you died in vain…but you’re gonna help a few people for your sacrifice…” She kissed her cold, dead lips and smiled, “See you soon…”

She grabbed her bag and her phone to call her mother and smiled as she heard her voice,

She stretches on the couch as the storm lets up and passes over her home. It had been storming all night, making her home a chilly temperature that she rather enjoyed. She snuggled up in her blanket and started watching her favorite show, Empire, until a vibration on the table interrupted her peace. She smiled as she saw her text.

[Wyd?] She shook her head as she contemplating if she wanted her to come over. She replied, [Empire and snuggling up…hbu?]

Buzz, Buzz… [Without me?]

[Yup! You wanna come over? We can watch Netflix…]

[What? No chill?]

[Shut up and make moves.<3]

As she got up to tidy up, she to shut the doors to the other rooms in her house, bringing all the heat to the living room. The house she lived in was left to her by her grandmother who had unfortunately passed away. It was a sudden murder where the police couldn’t find the culprit. She was apprehensive about moving into the house, but since she didn’t get the job she wanted after graduation, a free home was better than none. As she went to close off the abandoned room, she struggled to get the shutter doors closed and caught a glimpse of her grandmother’s doll collection. She shook her head as she felt like the dolls were looking right into her souls through her eyes. She approached the room and picked up one of them, “Ugh…stop staring…I can’t believe nana owned these creepy things. I need to pawn you guys off…”

As she waited for Her to arrive, she started an episode of Bob’s Burgers to pass the time. The room started to feel colder and none of her blankets weren’t helping. Her teeth chattered and she started to get up until a cold hand grazed her shoulder. She screamed as she turned around and saw the dolls behind a black spirit. She tried to run pass it but the spirit hit her bluntly in the head, causing her to pass out.

The dolls lead the spirit upstairs to the alter,

“You sure we can’t just kill her?”

“No we need the body…the last one was too old…She will be perfect for our plan…”

The dolls gathered around the alter, holding hands as the spirit wrapped a noose around the girl’s neck. As he tightened and hoisted her up above it, her eyes popped open and she tried to get the rope from her neck. As she suffocated, the dolls chanted a spell for the spirit transfer.

“Are the candles in position?”

“Yes Anna. We are ready…”

“Let us begin…” They held hands around the alter as the girl struggled to get free. Her eyes popped open as she witnessed the dolls moving and speaking and her heart raced before she fell into her death.

The plan was easy and was thought up from the leader, Anna. She had died in 1693, burned at the stake during the Salem witch trails. She wasn’t a witch, however, she wanted a revenge for her wrongful death. She transferred her spirit into dolls of every century, in search of the perfect vessel to live in. Every soul she captured and body she transferred into never worked. Either the body was too sick or too old. She was pleased with the girl moved in and wanted to wait before going with their plan. The other dolls, Beth and Corrine were next and were in search of bodies as well.

As the body hung still from the ropes, The dark spirit laid it on the alter, helping Anna transcend into the girl. As her eyes opened, a red ring around her pupils formed and the spirited laughed, “You can’t just have normal colored eyes…they will know you’re possessed.”

Anna observed her new curves and smirked, “No one will notice my eyes with this look…” She stretched around in her new body and took a look in the mirror, “I’m perfect…” A knock at the door startled the dolls and Anna hushed them, “Beth…your body is coming…”

Anna walked down the steps in her sultry stride and opened the door for the suitor. She smirked and spoke quietly, “Come in…”

“Sorry I took so long…thought I’d get us something to drink,” She stated as she walked in shivering, “It’s cold in here woman!”

Anna chuckled, “Well we can warm it up…” She led her to the couch as the dark spirit wandered in the shadows. As they got on the couch, Anna immediately laid on her, cuddling and stealing Her warmth, “Comfy?” “Very…”

It wasn’t long before the couple started their Netflix date, which turned into making out on the couch. Anna figured that if she seduced her, she could kill her off and use her body for Beth. They would then leave and find a body for Corrine and they could get their revenge on the land. Anna kept the date’s hands on her hips as she straddled her.

She sucked on her lips, keeping her eyes open as she signaled the dark spirit. He brought over her favorite weapon, a dull knife, which she snuck in the back of her shorts. She moved her lips from hers and giggled as she went to whisper in her ear, “Let’s go upstairs…come with me…”

She led her up the stairs to the bedroom and the girl noticed the dolls and the alter,

“Uhhhh what kinda dark shit you into?”

She smiled and grasped her arm tighter, “You have no idea…” She twisted her arm behind her back and then got the knife out of her panties, “I need your body…sacrifice yourself!”

She struggled in her grasp, since the spirit was making Anna stronger. She took the knife and sliced her neck open, letting the blood ooze onto the floor before dropping her body on the alter. She smiled as her victim’s body laid stiff, looking over to Beth, “Are you ready?”

The dark spirit helped her transcend into the body and She rose up smirking, whipping off the vest, “This body is much taller than my last one.”

Anna laughed and she stared at her illuminating eyes, “Cuter too…” Beth pushed her as they laughed, looking back at Corrine, “Soon love…very soon…” Corrine nodded before going back into her toy state and the two looked back at each other, “Let’s make this quick…we have other work to do.”

I got girls in real life tryna fuck up my dayFuck goin’ online that ain’t part of my dayI got real shit poppin’ with my family tooI got niggas that can never leave Canada tooI got two mortgages, thirty million in totalI got niggas that’ll still try fuckin’ me overI got rap niggas that I gotta act like I likeBut my actin’ days are over, fuck them niggas for life, yea

I got enemies, got a lotta enemiesGot a lotta people tryna drain me of this energyThey tryna take the wave from a niggaFuckin’ with the kid and pray for your nigga

Louis XIII and it’s all on me, nigga you just bought a shotKamikaze if you think that you gon’ knock me off the topShit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign carDon’t act like you forgot, I call the shots, shots, shotsLike brrap, brrap, brrapPay me what you owe me, don’t act like you forgot

Lorde Kimberlee Writer | Royalreign23 Resident

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My name is Lorde Kimberlee Reign, but you can find me in-world at RoyalReign23 Resident. I've been blogging since 2010, excluding the 3 year hiatus I took from SecondLife. My style has no real box due to my style always evolving. You can find me on Flickr @ flickr.com/photos/ariandym or Facebook @ https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100008887320466. Bless and may the Lorde be with you.